Amazing

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 I’ll be honest. I’m still mourning Ozzy. So much in my life was shaped by him. He was an awesome person. 

Stretching my left arm out, the first thing I touch is . . .

My coffee pot.

No, its my stress ball.

Wait, no, it's my coffee pot.

And my stress ball.

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